[Sharp eyes flick to the bench, then back to him with a wary look about them.]
What did you want?
[She's just going to get straight to the point. No sense in dancing around anything anymore, not when she knows there could be a thousand different reasons for this, and while she tries to maintain that sharpness about her, she feels it falter in the step that she takes towards him before she stops herself.]
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What did you want?
[She's just going to get straight to the point. No sense in dancing around anything anymore, not when she knows there could be a thousand different reasons for this, and while she tries to maintain that sharpness about her, she feels it falter in the step that she takes towards him before she stops herself.]